Rip open the star of feelings
And remind me of a forgotten song
You are the whisper
Of smoke from a candle
Blown out
Fading away
In it I see a ghost
Of your portrait
As it blends into the air I breathe
This is the nature of love
You are evermore remembered
The more I try to forget you
Like the whisper of smoke
From a blown out candle
The scent still present
But the flame has burnt out